Yu Sheng felt that something seemed off—though he couldn't see the "expression" of the pure white giant dragon, within those few seconds of descending towards the high platform, he could sense a frantic vibe from the dragon's string of "deceleration" maneuvers.
The next second, he felt a "boing" in his heart, his spiritual intuition snapping, and an ominous premonition of impending death surged up.
He was all too familiar with this kind of feeling.
So with a loud "crap," without a second thought, Yu Sheng jumped straight off the dragon's back. He flipped twice in the air, catching a glimpse of a brilliant streak of light speeding towards him, "cooing" incessantly as it flew. The light accelerated beneath him, holding him firmly.
